right by the entrance you broke, finally reality's taking its hold
She draws silent after her agreement, and he continues his idle stroking of her side, gently as the alcohol continues to burn within him. Silence overtakes them and his breathing slows enough with the calm to almost appear as if he’s fallen asleep – he hasn’t, he’s simply trying his best to relax, to try and keep her relaxed just as well. He hopes it works.
But a thought comes to mind, and despite how he doesn’t move at all from where he sits with her, he does let his words slip from him. “How’s your training going?” He asks, inhaling a bit and readjusting himself so that his steel gaze might be able to tilt down toward her, his hair a bit longer now as it falls into his eyes and he reaches up with his free hand to push it back again.
But a thought comes to mind, and despite how he doesn’t move at all from where he sits with her, he does let his words slip from him. “How’s your training going?” He asks, inhaling a bit and readjusting himself so that his steel gaze might be able to tilt down toward her, his hair a bit longer now as it falls into his eyes and he reaches up with his free hand to push it back again.
you're not who you were, but you can't let it go
you're not where you're from, but you're always alone
you're not where you're from, but you're always alone
SUNJATA
Feel free to use magic/force on Sunjata, without killing him <3
Sunjata speaks with an Australian accent and has a passive magic that makes him produce a subtle scent that matches exactly to whatever those around him most desire him to smell like.
